Page 25 of Echo and the Homicidal Sea Panda

Unique.

“Oh,pepi…” He slid his palm down Echo’s calf. “You looksosexy.”

Echo stared at Mael, worrying his bottom lip with his teeth.

“Don’t you feel sexy in them?” Mael asked, massaging Echo’s calf and ankle.

“I do,” Echo whispered.

Mael grinned.“Good.”He turned his head to lay a soft kiss on Echo’s ankle. “Because you belong in lacy things.”

Echo let out a shaky breath.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,”Mael whispered, capturing Echo’s gaze.

He rose to his full height and recaptured Echo’s lips. Echo moaned against his mouth, pressing closer. Mael urged Echo back into bed, crawling over his mate. He covered Echo’s face with gentle kisses, watching closely to gauge his little dolphin’s reaction. When there was no pushback or running away, he recaptured Echo’s lips, hungry and commanding, kissing until Echo was molten under him.

Echo gasped as Mael pressed between his legs and slid both hands under his ass cheeks. Mael ground his hardness against Echo’s.

“Relax,” Mael murmured against his lips. “There’s nothing to fear.” He kissed Echo deeply. “Just let me love you.”

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When Mael rubbedthe base of Echo’s cock through the lace, he stiffened, sure his secret would soon be out. He’d wanted to tell Mael but being called beautiful had frozen the words on his lips. He’d chickened out and allowed himself to be drawn back into bed.

Mael slid down his body, still stroking him. He squeezed a bit tighter as he lifted to the tip of Echo’s cock. White pearls of fluid formed at the tip, and Mael caught them with his wicked tongue. Echo gasped, driven closer and closer to the edge of reason. He dug his heels into the mattress top so he could rock his hips and meet the strokes of Mael’s hand.

He dragged in a breath, lingering between heaven and hell, wanting to let go and surrender to Mael’s touch but needing to protect himself from what was to come. Mael licked the length of Echo’s shaft. He lay frozen, breathless… waiting for what Mael licked next. The anticipation—and a bit of dread—curled deep in his belly.

“You taste as good as you smell,” Mael murmured, kissing the base of Echo’s cock midway through the comment.

As soon Mael’s tongue lathed the length one more time, he arched his back and groaned. Mael engulfed the shaft, sucking it to the back of his throat. Echo arched off the bed, gasping. He was so lost that he didn’t notice Mael’s hand slipping between the slit under his cock until it was too late. Mael released Echo’s cock from his lips with a pop. He lifted his head and searched Echo’s face, confusion in his eyes.

“I swear I didn’t mean to do that,” Mael whispered, frowning. “I was stroking down, and I went too far.” He glanced down at the slit, confusion in his expression.

Eyes closing, Echo’s face burned. When he reopened them, he pulled away.

Mael yanked Echo back under him.

Pinned to the bed, Echo stared up at the angry-looking orca shifter.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

A shiver raced down Echo’s spine.

Angry wasn’t good in the face of his secret.

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Mael captured his little dolphin’s gaze, his heart beating rapidly. He’d sensed Echo was special, but he’d had no clue justhowspecial.

Echo bit his trembling lower lip and closed his eyes. “I warned you I wasn’t like other men.”

“There was no warning needed,” Mael murmured. “There’s no shame in being mahu.”

Echo’s eyes whipped open and met Mael’s gaze.

“Being mahu is…” Mael smiled softly.“Extraordinary.”

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